𝙼𝚒𝚐𝚞𝚎𝚕'𝚜 𝙿𝙾𝚅
My gaze burned as i stared deeply into those sexy dark eyes of hers.
Part of me wanted to kiss her beautiful, luscious lips, which is partial to why i'm so high off that blitzed weed, while the other part of me just wanted to say "Fuck it and leave."
But somehow i couldn't... instead, i just managed to open my mouth and say,
"I uh... I noticed you walkin' past a few minutes ago. You look so damn appetizing."Shit. Wrong choice of words.
She clearly looked uncomfortable and i was only making it worse by saying unnecessary dumb shit, but luckily i tried to convince her it was the drugs talking.
"Sorry, it's the uh... it's the drugs."
She just smiled and said, "I can tell."I'm obviously annoying her, but of course i don't give two fucks.
I then immediately changed the subject by asking, "Have we met before?"
I furrowed my brows as she responded in a soft voice, "I believe so."
"Huh... You're lucky i'm kinda high right now cuz i would've remembered straight on."
She chuckled with a hint of nervousness in her voice as if she was somewhat fearful of me.
I offered, "Y'know, this party's gettin' kinda lame, wanna bounce?"
"Uhhhh, funny you ask me that cuz i WAS just leaving on my own actually, which i still am, so yeah... if you don't mind", said the soft-voiced girl in a dismissive tone.
I just shrugged and said, "Whatever, suit yourself."
I slowly stepped aside to let her through, trying to get one more good look at her as if i was trying to remember her face... or maybe wanted to if i ever got to see her again.
She then pressed her lips together in a cordial smile and headed down the hall right past me as i just watched her disappear into the wild throngs of partygoers, dancing non-stop.
Ugh, still high as fuck.
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The following day, within about 5 minutes into the lecture, I distracted myself by sending pornographic GIFs to Romeo, one of my homies, back to back through text messages.
I snickered audibly, trying to interrupt the professor who's severely just rambling on and on about boring ass topics about famous psychologists and yada yada yada... Ugh.
Romeo had sent me another X-rated video clip
before i let out another snicker, seriously pissing off the dull psychology professor and disrupting the others.Once he stopped talking, i was sure he caught my attention, including the other obediant, attentive students.
"May i ask what's so funny, Rivas?", asked the dull professor, obviously irritated by my snickering.
"None of your damn business, you wrinkly old cocksucker." I immediately snapped back.
He was instantly taken aback by my insult as he then spoke with assertion, "You know what, i will NOT tolerate this kind of behavior! You are NOT going to sit back, laugh at whatever the hell is so funny over there and make insults at me all the while disrupting my lecture! Now you can either LEAVE or just SIT THERE and LISTEN to this important lesson! Take some goddamn notes if you need to!"
He seemed to be out of breath from all that damn yelling, but luckily i didn't give a shit because i was SO fucking ready to dip out!
"Fuck this class." I immediately gathered my book-bag and threw it over my shoulder as i rose up from my seat, heading straight down the steps and towards the exit with my phone still clutched in my hand.
The boring professor simply ignored my departure, turning his attention back to the rest of the class, saying, "Anyways, where were we?"
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Somewhere around after dark, i smoked a blunt as i sat in my red Dodge in the student parking lot, my radio booming hip-hop music within the night air.
I had the window rolled down as i blew numerous puffs of smoke out of it and into the outside air.
Then within seconds, i noticed the soft-voiced girl from last night being harassed by some horny jerk from afar.
She was carrying a few library books as she tried to go on about her way, still ignoring the creep's sexual remarks.
Well, from my perspective, it was indistinct.
Once i turned the music's volume down on the radio, i suddenly heard her yell "Stop" as my eyes immediately flew up at the sight of the fucker now pinning her against a tree, which caused all her books to hit the ground.
I then tossed the blunt outside the window, quickly hopped out the car and rushed over to them as fast as i could.
This motherfucker had one thing coming to him!
Once i reached them at the tree, i immediately yoked him back and angrily said, "Yo, what the fuck's your problem? She told you to fuckin' stop, so STOP! You don't keep going til you piss her the fuck off, you fuckin' jerk-off!"
He responded as if he just disregarded what the fuck i said.
"What are you, her damn boyfriend? I can do whatever the hell i want to her, asshole!"
Now THAT set me off! I started punching him in the fucking face, hoping for it to result in an unsightly, bloody mess.
The soft-voiced girl in the sky blue dress just stood back and watched, surprised i showed up out of nowhere to her rescue.
As i kept taking incessant blows to his face, my fist began to hurt so bad that i finally found myself bringing the beatdown to a halt.
The jerk-off finally rose up to his feet and staggered away in a daze like the fuckin' pussy that he is.
I heaved a frustrated sigh, then turned to the girl in the blue dress, who was still petrified by that whole scene.
I was suddenly concerned, asking her, "You good?"
She gave me a quick "Thank you" without even looking up at me, gathered up all her books and immediately hurried off towards her car, leaving me to stand here like a damn fool.
Slowly, i proceeded to turn into the opposite direction as i headed back over to my car, thrusting my hands into my pockets.
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Dangerous Attraction
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